I can taste the air and itís obnoxious to my tongue
Whereís the summer that I once knew?
I want to feel like a new pair of shoes unscathed and not broken in
Because every day there is a new sun arising
I hate every fucking morning
I feel so robotic
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net ]
My mechanics are flawed
Donít you know I want to feel like a satellite and search the world with you?
You can try and shoot me down
Give it your best shot; I want your best shot
I am lost and I need some guidance
Come share the sky with me